Pain short poem

Photo by Moyan_Brenn

Something is hurting inside me
Ripping my soul in two
Its never right. Never wrong
Its the way of things.

Why? Why does this have to happen?
I feel something. Breaking apart.
Falling apart. It’s hurtful.

Its not going away.
Ever ever going away.
Its never ending. It feels my fear.
Its like sorrow Death and grief put together.
Make it stop!

Its the pain that hurts my heart.
Its never ever going away.
My life is falling apart
it’s ripping my soul in two halves
Please make it stop!
Please make it stop!

Its the pain. It’s the way of life.
Its going on for an eternity.
Its hurts and its going on and on.
Help me out of this deep darkness of despair.

Help me. Help me. Please.
Its swallowing me up.
Laughing at me for my foolishness.
Its killing me from the inside…
Its the pain of a life worth of despair, death, sorrow, and grief.
Help me please.
Its the pain of living.

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Profile photo of Lydia L

Lydia L

Signup / Login to follow the poet.
Hello! I love writing stories and poetry. I love listening to music and also reading other poems too.
Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

Be the First to Comment & Review poem!

Notify of

Hidden Pain

Hidden Pain long poem

Its a different kind of heartache Where tears dont flow, Its a different kind of pain Which people dont choose to show, Its the thing which people dont understand Untill they stand at our place. They keep judging us Without

Pain Of Elegy

Pain Of Elegy short poem

When logic and intuition stood on edge of time, sugar was dancing on the salt lake. I would not see the torn book between retreat and assault. I was reining in the new moon. In a night raid, five peacocks


Pain short poem

Pain fills my room, Sweat and fear surrounds me. I will cry if I move But I have no choice. We are learning to walk, Go up and down stairs. We are all grown children Being taught to survive. You’re


Pain short poem

Pain none can share Pain one need to bear Pain one can inflict Pain none can escape Pain rues the mind Pain is part of life Pain none wants Pain is the villain of peace Pain inflicted on Mother when

My Pal In Pain

My Pal In Pain short poem

My pal in pain I know what you’re going through, but never forget my mate the chief difference between distance and separation. There, you cry at your home and here, I feel downhearted in mine. Feeling an awkward distance in